Intro... Chicken Coop

<br>[Rich Nice]<br>The following previews have been approved for all audiences<br>by the Committee For Audiovisual Sound<br><br>*sounds of traffic*<br>On the mean streets of New York, everyone has a crew<br>Now the music industry has one of their very own<br><br>*music starts*<br>Violator Entertainment present<br>The most thrilling trio since Three the Hard Way<br>Yogi, Chaddeo, and the Mighty Hah<br>The Cru<br><br>[The Cru]<br>Uhh, uhh<br>Can you feel it?<br>Uhh<br><br>Now once upon a time let`s see if I remember<br>Back in January (nah chill it was December)<br><br>[Rich Nice]<br>Also coming...<br>In the Summer of `96 we saw Nas Escobar captivate an entire industry<br>Little did we know when he stepped through the door<br>The Firm he represented would be right behind him<br><br> The kid got his own Firm, tch, de canta mari con Cormega<br> Mamaow<br><br>From the most lethal conglomerate on wax<br>Foxy Brown, AZ, Nas Escobar, and now introducing<br>Cormega the Executive<br><br>[Cormega]<br>This how it went down<br>Add to undergrowth therapy, now surgery<br>A nigga wetted me but, he didn`t murder me Dunn<br>I survived, he thought that I died<br>Now it`s time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge<br>Once was friends, but that shit`s dead<br>That stupid motherfucker shoulda shot me in the head<br>*BOOM*<br><br>[Rich Nice]<br>And now for our feature presentation<br>TrackMaster Entertainment in conjunction with Violator Entertainment<br>Bring to you... Foxy Brown<br>The album<br><br> "What the hell do you think I`m runnin here, a chicken coop?"<br><br>[Barry White imitator]<br>Foxy, the word`s on the streets from New York to Cali<br>You`re the one<br>But you gotta be careful<br>There`s a lot of haters in the game<br><br> "This bitch rose thirty-seven thousand five hundred dollars<br> workin part time"<br><br>Ya know somethin Foxy?<br>You`re headed for the top... top...<br>Straight ahead<br>And when you get there, you gotta stir it allll up<br>You see you`re gonna make so much money<br>When you walk down the street<br>They`re gonna think your pockets got the mumps<br>Can you dig it... dig it... dig it...